Eat With Me: On a Sunday

A little background info:

Many readers have emailed me and wonder what I eat like when I'm not blogging about it.

I mean, is it all a set up?
Can I be trusted?
Do I have the integrity of a slimy politician or am I as honest as a Texas sundown?
Do I really live out of a bag of Cheetos all week, suck all the orange powder off my fingers, then pop some zucchini in my mouth when the camera starts snapping?

I have to say that what I eat when I'm not blogging about it is pretty much the same as when I do blog about it.  Pretty boring.

In an attempt at 100% transparency,  I brought the camera around with me on a Sunday -- a day I've never done an Eat With Me post on.

Being that I'm not trying to lose weight right now, the weekends mean I relax somewhat and just enjoy the food.

So, I'm blogging about the food I never blog about.  Until now.

OK, let's get down to the post:

Calorie Budget:
the same as always I suppose -- 1,242 or something like that?

Workout:
 Nada.  I don't workout on Sundays.  It's my day of rest, hallelujah :)

7:30 AM

Breakfast:

Large mug full of Shredded Wheat

skim milk

handful of blueberries

a few walnuts

I love Shredded Wheat cereal. However, I love to eat too much of it.  That poses a problem for me since it is high in calorie and I can pack it away without blinking an eyelash.  So, I like to save it for Sunday mornings when I know I will be skipping my mid-morning snack since I'm at church.  That way, I can indulge  in a larger serving and be happy and full.

Johnny Scott grabbed some socks for me to put on him for church.  Pink with hearts.  I went with it.  It beats the "no-socks-look" he went with last week.

He got into my Sunday bag and found the Singing Sunglasses (I am in charge of leading the music for the children at church.)

Our church is on the long-ish side: three hours.  Even though I've been going to church every Sunday that long since I was a kid, I am still starving by the end.  In order to avoid scraping crumbs off the floor of my minivan and eating them, I have a big bottle of water waiting for me in the car.  If I can chug that, my hunger is tamed to a low roar rather than a desperate howl.

1:00 PM

Lunch

Flatout Artisan Bread

4 slices of turkey

1/4 of a green pepper

a few slivers of red onion

hummus

a little bit of avocado

See that nectarine?  I DID NOT EAT IT.  I took one bite and there was something IN THERE.  Some big, weird, brown growth was on the pit and I grossed out and threw it in the garbage ASAP.
I cannot write about this anymore.
I am gagging all over again.

So, instead of the nectarine I decided to have some TM Snack Mix.

And I was on a roll!

A banana...

Sunday afternoon randomness

(this was all before the luxurious Sunday nap)

The kids playing with their Dad's golf clubs while he's not home to stop them.

Flowers picked for mom by my lovely boys.

Me hiding in a corner, trying to eat in peace.

Never happened.
I had the young one narrating my every move.

4:00 PM

Post-nap snack:

Apple Chips and Cottage Cheese Dip

I told you I'm an addict.

Let the Sunday cookin' begin!

The simple Sunday spread:

Creamy Chicken and Rice Soup

Pear, Pecan, and Goat Cheese Salad (recipe coming soon!)

Homemade whole wheat rolls (recipe coming soon!)

Fresh fruit

Candles.  Every Sunday meal tastes better with candles.

Plus, the kids get their pyro fix.

I just realized Johnny Scott has a roll on his head.  I honestly did not know that when I snapped the photo.  I was trying to show you what well-mannered children I have at the formal dining room table.  So much for that.

Dinner

6:30 PM

I was not that hungry, actually, After working that long on dinner, I just wanted to TASTE everything.
I can report that I finished off everything except my soup.
I had to save it for the next day.
My eyes were bigger than my stomach.

And, finally, DESSERT.

My mom made Ghirardelli brownies.  Warm.  Slightly undercooked.  Perfection.  Topped with a scoop of Dreyers Slow Churned Vanilla ice cream.

Of course, I was totally full.

But I ate it anyway.

So, here is the evidence that I do cheat.

And why I'm always slashing those calories during the week to maintain my weight.

And now you know everything.  I feel cleansed.

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